Green scent of pine boughs,
Motley lights cradled, sparkling,
waiting for her love
23 December 2010
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*swoon*
ReplyDeleteThat was pure...poetry. Heh.
I've been a lurker before but decided to "come out of the closet" so to speak, after Goodfather's salute to all that is Irish Gumbo. :)
Hey, I just came over from Good Father and he's right, you are a di-
ReplyDeleteOh, heh heh. No, it's me. Just joking.
You're a poet, sir, a poet.
@CDA - LOL! That was awesome. And I agree with the poet part.
ReplyDeleteNice. I can imagine the cold there. But the warmth inside compensates.
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